Argh, back up the two pounds I lost, and worse, it looks like another hard-work week at work, so there goes the gym again. I meant to go this morning, but last night about 3 o'clock Bo barked at something (undoubtedly a Very Important Cat in the yard outside or something equally vital), and I never could really get back to sleep. I was broiling hot so I shoved off all the covers, but was also covered with cats, which made moving said covers difficult at best. I think I dozed off a bit before the alarm finally went off, and despite this I wasn't exhausted all day at work, but I still gave the gym a skip. Stoopid me.

Work went by so fast I hardly had time to breathe; I couldn't believe it was already lunch time when it rolled around, I felt like I'd been there about half-an-hour; then I worked until 6, barely noting the time.

We lost one of our temps, who despite being a great worker, went two days without calling in, and that's pretty automatic. Our pregnant girl also hastened to the hospital today, having had contractions all day despite the fact it's almost a month early (although her doctor DID say the baby was already 6 pounds last week, so if they do have to deliver, it should be all right -- crossed fingers).

The temperature dropped suddenly from days in the low 80's, it's gonna be 61 tomorrow, but that sadly won't last very long.

I want something for dinner. I don't know what.